The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1887-06-13
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HEAVEN ON EARTu.
Spectator.
II words were not 10 weak
III To tell Dur best thoughts, dear,
Then | might tpeak,
And you might hear.
II Garth wero not 10 bleak
t. Our Iosel might not dies
And ! might seek
And tlnu you nigh. lH Y
NJ You found, what should I scckY
You mine, what should | need I
To make this bleak
~ gtey Earth 1fuayen indeed
HEAVEN ON EAnru.
GIRLS WE HAVE ALI MET.

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GIRLS WE HAVE ALL MET.
Tho Pretty Girl, tho Gushing Girl, and tho
Girls We Hcaliy Love.
Catherine Cole IN Ee,p 0fima, Pieavne.
I know tho girl who Ia simply pretty.
Well, and Is not that enough7 0nce upon
a time q distinguished Now Orleans beau
was beslegod by a fair maid and q homely
maid, who pressed the claims OF intellect
verpus beauty. Tho homely girl ex,
claimed: 20, you will surely give your
vote, Mr.. D., in favor Of intellect;
beauty 10 only skin deep, you KNOW
"Deep enough for me, my dear; deem
enough for no." answered the %irrepres.
sible gallant. And 90 1t 10 for the most Of
US. A pretty girl may drop her final rs,
not own an r In all hor vocabulary, be az
yapid as a shallow little stream purlinp
down the hillaido, with an eternal emile
on her red lips, q CLINT OF laughter in
her young eye. She ia pretty, and she
knows 1t, and that Is almoAt enough. But
after q time there will come a day when
tho girl who was only pretty will stand by
and look at the triumphs OF the girl who
was wise as well as pretty: who lifted her
mind to accord with the graces OF It's beau.
tiiul casket. Her few friends may be
faithful to hex. Her one true lover may
still DO fond OF her, for 1t Ia not easy to up
root love, but their fondness Is tempered
with regret and disappointment, and
when the uoft eyes dim, and the round
arms ehriyel, and the eatin cheek Ia an
etched picture of lifo's vanity and times
failure, the poor girl who WIS only pretty
turns her poor, scared face to the wall;
there ia no welcome lamp OF intelligence
lighted In the blue Windows OF her soul
dull inert, uncultivated. Skin.deep
beauty was not deep enough after all.
The gushing girl Ia nineteenth century
production. She gipgles from the time
che opebs her eyes in the morning until
che says amen to the Lord st night and
puts her fluffy little head on the pillow.
She Says 'thsnks aTfully" for II thank
you" She thinks the grand, iugubrious
music OF the "Stabst Mater "too swset
Tor anything" A kitten with It's eyes as
yet unopened, the Niagara Falls and MIR,
Gladstone all are lust too utterly charm.
ing and lovely for any earthly use" Her
adjectires are oil In the s%uperlative. She
will gush over a pumpkin, over her siste.'a
new baby, over a doggsrel rhyme, over
everything che gees, everything she
hears, over everybody she knows, II
she is hero tonight she will say to me as
she does OF weather-as she did OF her
navy hNrrak--th1f r oe, tkha.Ins-.1-
grand" or Simply horrid.n But then she
Is young-ehe Is impressionshle. She is
full OF something which, he thinks ia senti-
ment. Let her hug her neighboss' babies
and her brothers. kittens and kiss the
collie puppy, and adore the new minister.
1t is all igush. 1t is the innocent, light.
hearted gush Of a girl. Lether frolicsorne
youth hsve its fling. In a little while she,
too, will join the ranks Of the lookeys.on,
and will navc her fling at that BILLY, gig.
CLING e1sher. to whom everything is
sweet" or "cute," or cunning" or
"just too awfully lovely"
There is q girl, and love to think Of
her, and talk Of her, who comes in late
when there is company, who wears a
pretty little air OF mingled responsibility
and anxiety with her youth, whom the
Others seem to depend on and look to for
many comlorts. She 10 the girl who helps
mother. In her own home sho ia q
blessed little saint and comforter. She
takes unfinished tasks from the tired,
stiff fingers that falter at their work; her
strong young finger is q staff upon which
the ~gray-hairsd, white.faced mother leans
and regts. She helps mother with the
spring eewing, with the weeks mending,
with a cheerful conversation and conpen.
ial companlonship that come girls do not
think worth while wasting on their moth
er. And, when there comes q day that
she must bend, as girls must often bend,
over the old worn-out body CT mother
lying unheedfulin her coffin, rough hands
folded, her long disquist merged in rest,
something very Bwset will be mingled
with her loss, and the girl who helped
her mother will find a benediction Of
peace upon her head and in her heart.
The girl who works-God bless her-is
smother girl whom l know. She ia brave
and active. She is not too proud to earn
her own living nor ashamed 10 be caught
at her daily taak. She is studious and
painstsking and patient. She smiles at
you from behind counter or deak. There
is a,memoiy Of her sewn into each eilken
gown. She is like 8 beautiful young
mountalneer alreedy lar up the hill, and
the sight OF her should be an inspiration
for US all. 1t is an honor to know this
girl-to be- worthy Of her regard. Her
hand may be stained with factory greaee
or printers ink, but it is m honest hand
| enI a ha1Ntnt~ han ~ n - rtr~ .S~k,n
from many homes; it is the ono ahield
that protects many q iorlorn little family
from tho almshouss and ssylum-braye,
polite, refined, ambitious the South is the
,ishtiul home Of the girl who works-God
bless her.